Two male leads.
Tsundere, silly-dog seme × gentle, obsessive uke
Everyone is a villain. If you don’t like it, don’t come after me.
Xi Zhou’s life seemed to be one long string of losses.
The first time he was abandoned, he was less than a year old.
The next time, he was old enough to understand how people and the world worked.
When he met Grandma, he thought she was the greatest gift heaven could give him. Then she left, and his world began to crumble.
When he was seventeen, Nan Feng reached out to him. The boy thought he would be the light of his life, but that light burned too brightly, and in the end, he was the one who got burned.
At thirty-five, Xi Zhou knelt before Nan Feng.
His forehead pressed to the ground, blood seeping into the grass. In just a few minutes, he looked back on his life. He’d been happy for a few years, at least. That was enough.
We don’t try to define the human heart. It was always changing.
Be kind to yourself. We all deserve it.
Nan Feng knows my heart; his breeze carries my dreams to Xi Zhou.
